"The features of that woman make me feel somewhat familiar; green hair, tall... It looks like the companion of the organization member I contacted that day. I even used my status as an Investigator to go to the police station and clear her wanted status."
The shock of one piece of news after another made Eudora feel like her head was about to explode: "Are you saying that the one you contacted, called Silver Crow, had a D-rank member in her organization... the lowest-level member, stabbed an Ancient God's Devotee with a table knife?"
"That's about it." After Pasha finished speaking, she stood quietly to the side, silently watching the Hermits argue until they were red in the face over this matter.
After discussing for nearly half an hour, a final conclusion was reached.
Eudora stood up, walked to Pasha's side with a heavy expression, gently patted her shoulder, and said:
"The organization is now giving you a mission: maintain contact with Silver Crow, try your best to meet their requirements, and strive to create an opportunity for us to communicate."
"The budget for this mission is unlimited. Don't worry about safety; you can choose any of the organization's defensive Sealed Artifacts at will... Please ensure you make contact with their organization."
"No matter what method you use."
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At the boundary between the Ibiza West District and the Sule District, a noble carriage stopped, and a masked weirdo shrouded in a black trench coat stepped out.
This weirdo was none other than Syl, who had taken the carriage back to the Ibiza West District.
Having been exhausted all day, Syl only wanted to return to the church early, take a bath, and then drink a cup of hot cocoa.
By the time Syl walked back to the hotel in the Sule District, it was already completely dark.
After going upstairs and changing back into the Saint, Syl wiped her glasses again, then went downstairs and walked towards the church.
At this moment, what Syl wanted most was a teleportation spell. Walking for so long was truly a waste of life; it had no efficiency whatsoever.
After returning to the church, Syl took off her glasses, rubbed her sore eyes, and swayed toward her room.
Perhaps because it was still early, she didn't see Aishala at the door... But come to think of it, with the Archbishop so busy, how could she be thinking about her own affairs all day long?
However, when returning to her room, Syl discovered Annie just pushing the door open and coming out of her room.
"Hm? Your Highness the Saint!" Annie waved at Syl, holding up the rag in her hand, "Welcome back~ From tonight on, I will be responsible for Your Highness's daily chores again."
"Uh... then what about the previous maid?" Syl asked with some curiosity.
"Archbishop Aishala felt it was too dangerous to hire people from outside, so she let me come help~" Annie smiled, "The room has been cleaned, the bathtub has been filled with hot water, oh, and the evening newspaper bought just now is placed on the table."
"Newspapers?" Syl asked while walking into the room, "Why buy newspapers?"
"Eh? I saw that Your Highness had newspapers all over the table before, so I thought Your Highness liked to keep up with these..."
"Hmm, it's fine, thank you... Oh right, could you help me get a cup of hot cocoa?"
"No problem!"
Upon receiving the order, Annie ran happily toward the direction of the dining hall.
Syl smiled and shook her head, returned to the room, sat by the round table, prepared to read the newspapers, and waited for her hot cocoa.
A cup of hot cocoa later, followed by a hot bath... just thinking about it made her numb with happiness.
She didn't want to check how the Jester advanced or what the new Love Saint card's skills were right now; Syl just wanted to properly relax her taut nerves, lest they snap from being stretched too thin.
Thinking this, Syl collapsed happily into the chair and opened today's evening paper.
Church United Weekly: [Church of Generosity and Wisdom Issues Reward Notice! 10,000 currency for information on a green-haired woman!]
The newspaper was printed with a slightly blurry black-and-white hand-drawn image, but from the hairstyle, Syl recognized it at a glance; this was definitely the Jester.
"..." Syl silently put down the Church United Weekly and picked up the Imperial Entertainment News.
Better to read something happy...
Imperial Entertainment News: [Mysterious Scoop! The Truth Behind the Bonsandi Family's Benefactor of a Century Revealed!]
Above was a blurry black-and-white photo of a huge portrait. Although the pixels were severe, Syl could still tell... it was the Physician.
"Bonsandi is a noble... why would he allow these things to be reported... who exactly is it..."
Syl irritably tossed the newspaper aside and casually picked up another one.
Time Evening Paper: [I See You — Variable!]
The four large words occupied the entire page. Usually, this kind of situation meant someone had bought the entire page as an advertisement.
But here, there were only four simple words occupying the entire space, and the words "Variable" in particular made Syl's heart tighten.
Syl's hand gripped the newspaper tightly, her slender knuckles turning white from the force, and a chill running down her spine shot straight to her marrow.
This was definitely not a coincidence...
Information about her character card had been grasped by someone...
Who... has been watching her...
"Triggered Mission: [The Gaze of the Fate Cycle]"
"Difficulty: ★★★★★"
"Description: When the repetitive fate is broken, the calm space-time begins to go chaotic, and a person who should not exist in this era appears. The 3rd Witch [Cycle] — "The Witch of Ruin" has focused her gaze upon you. Can you pass her test?"
"Mission Reward: Witch's Mark III — [Cycle]"